Dantian is a small area, but it is as wide as heaven and earth. When the magic power flows here, it is like hundreds of rivers returning to the deep sea, with majestic waves and vast mist.
As a combined monk, Liu Qinghuan's Dantian is even more vast and boundless, with pure and pure spiritual energy flowing slowly and full of vitality. In the center is a large tree transformed from spiritual roots, with lush branches and leaves, towering to the sky.
A fan carved from dragon bones, a three-foot ice blade, and a green wooden vase with a thin neck and round belly were all hanging calmly among the branches.
However, in this blue sky and earth, I don’t know when there was a little more golden color, gurgling out and forming a small spring under the tree of spiritual roots.
If you look inside Liu Qinghuan's Dharmakaya at this time, you will find that in addition to the seven meridians and eight meridians, there is a golden spiritual vein that is winding and growing. It is independent of the original meridian system, and its branches are connected to coexist with it.
The turbulent spiritual power gradually calmed down, and the sharp edge was hidden under the waves. Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes, raised his hand and pointed - with a "pop" sound, a small hole appeared on the ground of the quiet room that had been hardened and invulnerable to water and fire.
"Well, it really does have a bit more edge."
After whispering something, Liu Qinghuan tidied up a bit and stood up to take pictures.
Refining the Golden Vein Holy Fruit took a little longer than expected. He was worried about the outside world, so he didn't stay in the picture for a moment.
Returning to the cell, Liu Qinghuan quickly scanned the circle and found that there was no one in the circle.
"Did you really run away?"
I couldn't help but be surprised in my heart. Although the thief was a bit restless, he still knew the rules and would never leave his post without authorization for a long time.
As for Yuzun, he didn't have any hope that she would be measured.
When he opened the magic circle, he knew that something was probably going to happen.
The passage is still dark, but there are crumbling rocks and clods everywhere. It can be seen that something happened here before, most likely related to Gui Bugui's fight against the ninth-level monster.
"Is the fight already over?"
Liu Qinghuan frowned slightly, feeling the unusual silence around him.
There was neither the roar of animals nor the sound of any human beings. It was so quiet that you could almost hear your own heartbeat.
I tried to breathe the gray donkey with my spiritual thoughts, but there was no reply for a long time.
Relying on the divine soul contract between the spirit beast and its master, he was unable to contact Fu Bao and could not even feel the other person's breath.
My heart sank slightly, and I couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "What the hell are you doing running around like a fool? If you find it, you have to beat it up first!"
With a pinch of his fingertips, he quickly typed out several complex spells.
A ray of green light flew out from between his eyebrows and entered the passage on one side.
Liu Qinghuan flicked his sleeves and walked quickly to keep up with the speeding blue light. He circled around the fifth floor of the prison for a long time, almost looking for Fu Bao's previous wandering path and walked it again, and finally stopped at a place.
In front of a cell.
He squatted down, waved away a few stones, and saw a pool of blood that had solidified and turned black in front of the cell door.
"Yes, judging from the remaining breath, it is indeed Fubao's."
He raised his head and looked into the stone door, and soon found clues on the floor of the half-collapsed cell. When the collapsed stone and soil were cleared away, a teleportation circle suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Small, short-distance teleportation circle?!"
Liu Qinghuan was a little surprised. There was actually a teleportation circle under this prison?
Let's look at the empty crystals and spirit stones in various formations that turned into fragments after exhausting their power. This formation was activated not long ago.
He knew that Fu Bao had a lot of secret treasures, including the elixirs, spiritual materials, etc. he had collected, the rare objects he had quietly found, and the many good things he had followed him around over the years, and he wanted to activate a magic spell.
The array is no problem.
"That's so audacious!" Liu Qinghuan said angrily: "You dare to enter without knowing where the magic circle is being sent. Sure enough, it's been so long since it's been repaired that your skin is itchy!"
It's a pity that the spirit beast is raised by himself, so he can't care about it, and he also has a Jade Lord with him who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth. I hope nothing will happen to him.
"Short-distance magic circle, then they are most likely still in this fairy mansion, but why can't they be contacted? Could it be that they were teleported to a special place..."
Guessing in his mind, he quickly re-placed the spirit stones in the magic circle. Liu Qinghuan sighed, held the Muxu Sword tightly, and cast the formation initiating technique.
A flash of white light flashed, and the air circulated again. This side of the magic circle was still a small stone room, but there were two more torches on the wall. The firelight flickered, casting a dark shadow into the room.
Liu Qinghuan's eyes fell on the torch inserted on the wall, and he was slightly surprised. There are many lighting methods in the world of immortality, but the burning time of torches is limited and they need to be replaced, so they are rarely seen anymore.
However, his attention was quickly attracted by the pattern carved on the wall. It was a very finely drawn star map: there is Qiming in the east, Chang Geng in the west, salvation of heaven, and the journey of giving, which are the twenty-eight stars in the east and west.
Bisu, one of the seven places.
Liu Qinghuan couldn't figure out the meaning of carving a star map in this small room for a while. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he temporarily skipped it and walked to the exit. He found that there was another deep underground passage outside.
After exiting the passage, he paused again in front of a thick stone door that was ajar, and saw half a fingerprint stained with blood and soil on one side of the door.
"It seems that they have indeed been here, and Fu Bao may have been seriously injured."
Liu Qinghuan was secretly anxious and walked sideways through the door. There seemed to be a small hall outside. The quiet moonlight filtered in from the large window. There was a tree planted in front of the window. The leaves were like silver boats, shining with a clear light.
Liu Qinghuan suddenly retreated, watching helplessly as a few wisps of misty and light fairy spirit floated in from the window leisurely, and then like a fish discovering a bubble, they came around here!
With his current cultivation level, he was still unable to refine the immortal energy. When Liu Qinghuan was horrified and saw nowhere to hide, he pressed his dantian, and the Wanmu Zhengrong Nectar Bottle immediately appeared in his hand.
Before he could perform the magic formula, the mouth of the bottle had opened by itself, and with a joyful breath, he sucked in the few strands of immortal energy.
The round belly of Wanmu Ping was bulging, obviously very satisfied.
Liu Qinghuan was also very satisfied and the crisis was resolved. At this time, he hoped for a few more rays of immortality. His eyes swept across the large window, but suddenly fixed on the wooden table under the window!
The style of the wooden table is quite ancient, and there is a set of sapphire tea sets. The tea cup is as clean and elegant as a lotus flower. The tea in the cup is light green and steaming!
Just like not long ago, a person was sitting next to this wooden table, admiring the beautiful moonlit night outside the window while drinking tea leisurely.
Someone!
In just an instant, Liu Qinghuan's powerful spiritual consciousness was suddenly released, passing through the window and sweeping every corner.
"no one?"
Startled for a moment, Liu Qinghuan couldn't hide the strange look in his eyes. After a few steps outside, he saw only the green hills, dotted with green fireflies, and the evening breeze brought the fragrance of flowers and vegetation. He also heard the tinkling sound of the spiritual spring, and the splashing of broken beads on jade.
, but I don’t know which majestic fairy pavilion is hidden behind; the fairy spirit is misty, dancing and flying, and it has penetrated into which solemn palace.
In the sky, the stars are densely packed and brilliant, as if the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady has knocked over the Dendrobium of Pearls, covering the entire universe.
Liu Qinghuan was just wondering whether he had broken into a fairyland in another world. Before he could sigh, a strange shout suddenly rang out, and a person rushed out from the trees on the right, and he was approaching in the blink of an eye!
Liu Qinghuan's surprise was extraordinary, and the Muxu Sword flew out without hesitation, drawing a sharp light under the moonlight!
But he didn't expect that man to twist his body, and he didn't know how to move. He passed the sword light in a flash, rushed in front of him, dodged his hastily slapped palm, and yelled towards the other end of the long white jade road.
Run away!
It took a while before Liu Qinghuan came back to his senses. He was almost suspicious that no one had suddenly appeared and disappeared inexplicably.
However, even though the man disappeared, the high-pitched laughter could still be heard faintly through the dark night.
"Crazy, crazy?"
Thinking back to the sudden glimpse I had just taken, the man was covered in dirt, the sour stench hit his face when he got closer, and the messy hair that hadn't been cleaned in an unknown amount of time was very similar to the crazy beggar I met on the street.
However, the opponent miraculously dodged his attacks twice in a row. Not only was he unscathed, but if the opponent had the intention to attack at such a close distance, he doubted that he might be able to dodge it.
"W-what the hell is this place?!"
Just as he was thinking about it, there was another loud collapse sound coming from the right side. He turned his head suddenly and saw a cloud of dust rising from the palaces hidden behind the shadow of dense trees. Mana fluctuations and shouts came at the same time.
After being frightened several times tonight, Liu Qinghuan calmed down. After thinking for a moment, he raised his figure——
Countless light filaments suddenly appeared in the air several feet above, criss-crossing into a large net that stretched out along the mountain, with electric light emanating from it.
He suddenly landed again: "Aerial ban?"
The noise over there got louder. Liu Qinghuan raised his eyes and looked at the power grid that had quickly disappeared in the sky, then flew close to the ground towards the place where the sound came from.
After passing through several palaces, I saw several monks fighting in the damaged hall, as if they were fighting for something.
Liu Qinghuan glanced around and saw a slightly familiar figure: "Old Ghost Qu!"